"Ha, what an unprecedented grace!" Liu Yizhi smiled and said, "Where are the fiefs of other princesses and Duke Wu? Where is the princess' fiefs?"

Wei Xuantong said: "No matter where you are, you are a fief."

"It's a fief." Liu Yizhidao, "But, is it really a fief for the princess and Pei Sicheng to grant them fiefs? Was it because they were given relief?"

After saying this, he said, "As far as I know, because the mountain people are too poor, the princess has waived the rent of land."

"Not only that, the princess even allocated grain to help the mountain people in the fief. In other words, the fiefs of ten thousand households did not bring a grain of food to the princess, but instead put a lot of food in it!"

"So, what's the benefit of enclosing another five thousand households?"

"Can the princess put more food into the fief?"

Wei Xuantong and Guo Daifeng were both speechless.

Even Liu Rengui and Cui Zhiwen felt that Pei Yan was a little bit out of the way.

Qipan Mountain Area can be said to be the poorest area in Guanzhong, because there is very little irrigated land there, mostly dry land, and the output of dry land is far from comparable to irrigated land, so the mountain people are poor.

Pei Yan's move was to throw the burden to His Highness the Princess.

At that moment, Cui Zhiwen was about to leave the shift and say something fair.

However, at this moment, Pei Shaoqing took the lead and said, "Empress Dowager, I have something to say."

After all, I am not the prime minister and I have to report before speaking. To be honest, this is a bit annoying.

Wu Zetian nodded and said, "Tell me!"

Pei Shaoqing said: "The mountain people in Qipan Mountains are indeed a burden. In order to provide relief to the mountain people in the fief, we have already paid at least 10,000 stones of food."

"But it is our duty to share the worries of the empress dowager for the court."

"So what if the court agrees to a small request from the minister, he will accept these five thousand mountain citizens."

"You have to make a request again? You really know how to choose." Wu Zetian snorted and said, "Tell me, what are the requirements?"

"Empress Dowager, this is the thing." Pei Shaoqing said with a smile, "I have agreed to have two sons from polo teams in the future."

"This way the Polo Stadium in the Mansion will come in handy."

"However, you can't just let them play polo after having a son, right?"

"We must teach them to study, right? Even if we don't become officials, we also need to read poetry and books."

"So I want to publish fifty sets of classics, history, and literature collections to all my scholars, and then pass them to my descendants in the future. In this way, if any descendants fail in the future, they can still sell this set of classics, history, and literature collections to barely make a living."

"Nonsense!" Wu Zetian cursed with a smile, "What he said before was quite reasonable, but he was nonsense later. You published a collection of classics, history, and then distributed them to the philosophers for family inheritance. Is it just to prevent the descendants from selling money when they are defeated?"

"Yes, it's my fault." Pei Shaoqing quickly admitted his mistake.

Wu Zetian asked Pei Yan and other prime ministers again, "What do you guys think?"

Pei Yan felt a little blocked in his chest again. Pei Shaoqing's dog is really cunning.

Who dares to stop him from the saying that poetry and books have passed on to family traditions? In this era, studying is the greatest political correctness. Which official and which scholar dares to question?

Do you want to anti-humanity if you don’t let people read the classics, history, and collections?

Even if it is restricted from studying in poor families, the noble families only dare to do it secretly and never say it openly. So, who dares to say that the princess’ descendants will not be allowed to study? Isn’t you afraid of being criticized by scholars?

But then again, it’s OK to print, but it’s not OK to sell it!

Pei Yan could only pinch his nose and said, "What's wrong with this matter?"

Cui Zhiwen, Li Yiyan, Wei Xuantong, Guo Zhifeng and others also agreed.

"Okay." Wu Zetian nodded happily, "That's it, and then I will grant you a fifty fiefs to Taiping 5,000 households, and at the same time, you will allow the Prince Pei to collect and print fifty sets of classics, history, and collections from the Secret Pavilion."

"Thank you Empress Dowager." Pei Shaoqing thanked him quickly.

Wu Zetian said: "Pei Sicheng, you can leave."

"Here!" Pei Shaoqing responded respectfully and turned around and left the Ideological and Political Hall.

When I passed by the entrance of the hall, I happened to see Gao Lingsong, so I winked at him.

Gao Lingsong understood it and immediately found an opportunity to sneak out of the Ideological and Political Hall.

"Eunuch Gao, we haven't seen each other one day, you are younger."

While speaking, Pei Shaoqing quietly stuffed a handful of golden leaves.

"Pei Sicheng is really good at speaking. Our family is so old that it is full of pleats on his face."

Gao Lingsong's old face almost smiled like a chrysanthemum. Pei Sicheng was really sympathetic and knew that it was not easy for them to work in the Daming Palace, so he helped them every now and then.

"Eunuch Gao, let me ask you for some information."

Pei Shaoqing said: "On the day of the princess' wedding, what's the name of the palace maid who had the last snail fan..."
Chapter completed!